On the first day when Gu Zhongzhen went down the mountain to practice, he lost his senior brothers and sisters. He huddled on the edge of the mountain road holding his sword, thinking that he was going to feed the wolf, when the man appeared. Xiao Yun wore a moon-white gown, with gentle eyebrows, and said, "My little Taoist friend, do you need us to accompany you?" Gu Chongzhen felt that Taoist friend Xiao was the best person in the world. He will tell himself about the flowers and plants on the road, he will protect himself when monsters attack, he will bandage wounds tenderly, and he will also say "Follow me". What he didn't know was that when Xiao Yun looked at him, what reflected in his eyes was not him, but the "fate" behind him that was as pure as the first snow. Little did he know that this fellow Daoist Xiao, who always said he was "just passing by", was actually the incarnation of the way of heaven who had lived for too long and had long forgotten the seven emotions. Until later, when the ninth level of thunder tribulation came to a head, Gu Zhongzhen knelt on the Immortal Killing Platform covered in blood, and said to the man with a smile: "Xiao Yun... You are so good at cultivating the ruthless way." And above the nine heavens, the always calm and indifferent Lord of Tiandao crushed the world-viewing mirror in his hand for the first time. The fragments cut into the palm of the hand, and what oozed out was not blood, but the karmic fire that burned through the three thousand worlds.
Intention: Even the most ruthless heaven, facing the purest and most benevolent soul, will learn the true meaning of "protection" and "love" over the long years.